A/N: First off I must say something. Shizuru you are brave for trying Natsuki's cooking before she had officially learned, but you are also strong for living afterwards. So this is the last chapter, I'm pretty sure it is horrible so don't worry. Now I must give a special thanks to:

Honulicious, ShadowClub, and - Thanks for being there from the start, and reviewing so that I'd actually update. Oh, and ShadowClub I hope you noticed what I did for you in this last chapter...although, I didn't go that far into it so sorry about that but still. I left it for your guys imagination to wander.

No but, not only for these three but thanks to everyone. I hope you enjoyed this fanfic and please do again on this last chapter.

[One Month since Her Departure]

The days finally come when, Shizuru, comes back! thought Natsuki. She was like a child again or at least like the time her uncle –the one who died two years ago, which also happened to be the last member of her family- got her, her precious Ducati. Which was unusual since she was awake, in a good mood, and it was only about eight in the morning; she thought of calling Shizuru to say good morning but was beat by Shizuru herself.

Natsuki also wanted to cook something special but decided against it since dishes from a restaurant were better than hers, and she believed that Shizuru, deserved the best. A rather innocent thought considering the fact, that her beloved, would even eat her cooking if it was inedible; which she had done once.

She was on her Ducati, dressed in a plain long black sleeved shirt with blue denim jeans to endure the cold; nothing too informal nor anything that would be considered overdressing. She would have normally been in her biker suit but, since she was in a hurry and was going to treat, Shizuru, to eat something she dressed casually.

As she arrived, nobody was at the port. It wasn't unusual considering that there weren't any transfer students due to it being almost the end of the year, and not a lot of people visited Fuuka Academy. That and, it was cold just exhaling would cause a cloud of warmth to appear in the dry air; meaning many people would try avoid travel by water since it is even colder while traveling through the ocean. Patiently, Natsuki, waited for the boat the held her love; she even got anxious from seeing a boat full of cargo only to find out it was the wrong one. About an hour passed she had still been waiting for the only transportation other than helicopters in Fuuka to arrive.

There it was; a enormous piece of sculpted metal that held the elegant brunette she had wanted to see for an entire month. Eager that this was the right boat, the teen briskly walked over to where the craft had stopped and awaited for the crimson eyed beauty to make her way out. It seemed as no one was on it though that is, until she saw a girl win ruby eyes and chestnut hair walking down soon to be onto the ground. When their eyes met after such a long period of time, she quickened her pace and once close enough, let go of her luggage and practically pounced on her leaving Natsuki stuck in Shizuru's arms.

"I finally get to see my, Natsuki, once again!" said the girl with an earnest smile.

Natsuki slightly giggled at this and spoke "I can say the same thi-" and was cut off by the lips that laid upon hers. Shizuru slipped her tongue in her loves mouth, in which was greeted by the other. As each one strived for dominance, the brunette slowly removed her hand from Natsuki's hip and explored what was under her shirt instead. Surprised, the raven haired girl broke free from her.

"Shizuru, we're in public…I know you've been waiting long but, so have I. At least hold out until there's no one who could see us."

"I've only been here for a few minutes and my Natsuki is already scolding me, how unlucky~."

"…Anyway, I'm going to treat you today since I couldn't on your birthday. You want to go anywhere in specific?" speaking of her birthday, she had been wearing the locket she had sent. "Hey, is that the locket I sent you?"

"Ara, yes it is, I've been wearing ever since I received it. Ookini, Natsuki. And, didn't you say that you were going to cook for me?"

"Glad you liked it and are you sure? I mean, it's not like there's anything wrong with my cooking…anymore but, restaurants are way better."

"I'm sure."

"Well, we're here. You want to eat now or later?" said the girl putting away her jacket and then walked over to sit next to Shizuru.

"Now."

"What do you want to eat then?" said the emerald eyed girl while trying to get comfortable on the couch by laying down.

"Natsuki. I want, Natsuki." said, Shizuru, while once again doing the same as in the port; only this time she unclipped the girls bra, and slowly rose her shirt.

I want all of you, Natsuki. thought the hasty brunette while she had started kissing the other girls neck causing her to let out a small moan.

The bluenette didn't try restraining herself, she had wanted this as well. She needed to give into her desire every so often, why not now? Either way, there was no way to possibly get out of this situation if she had wanted to. Knowing this, she managed to smile.

"Ara, could it be that my, Natsuki, is enjoying it that much that you're smiling?"

"Nope, I just wanted to say, welcome home, Shizuru."

A/N: Hope you weren't expecting more but if you were you could always make your own. I mean, that's why I started.

Oh, I'm just saying to anyone who read The Remembrance I'm taking it down and editing it while also making a better ending...or story in general. I might not put it back up though...

Anyway, Natsuki seemed a bit off? Well, not like it really makes a difference at this point. Anyway, thanks so~ much for reading and please leave your reviews on how you liked the chapter, dislike, about the story in general, or even how I could improve. Remember, I don't mind getting critiqued. See you, (maybe) next time I write!